WAILING DREAD

Chapter 2

"Actually it is my business" he said while walking out to the little circle that the watchmen and the boy where at."this kid is my long lost cousin, I can't let you just kill him. can i?". He said with a smog on his face.

"Why you". Zintaor said angrily as he lunched forward with his sword in order to catch Dirius unaware. But Dirius immediately stepped to the side and dodge it.

"I see we got some fire in you, right?, why don't we see how much it burns". Dirius said as he unsheathed his own sword and stood in a battle stands emanating confidence and pride in its own way.

"You bastard". Zintaor shouted as he rushed again with his sword with a swift swing aiming to cut off the head. Only Dirius could easily read his movement and easily avoid it and gave a counter of his own using his left hand to grab of his opponent hand and used his other hand with the helm of the sword to hit his opponent hand to disarm him of his sword.

"Easy there big fella, you have to be careful not to lose your sword in the middle of a fight, you don't want to be at the mercy of your opponent right". Dirius joked as Zintaor loudly screamed holding his already broken hand.

"What about you guys, you not gonna help him?".asked Dirius as he stared at the other four guards who where looking dumbfoundedly at their comrade who was so easily defeated.

Actually they have already prepared to draw their swords join but seeing their comrade defeated so quickly they where briefly stunned, not until Dirius comment that snapped them back to their senses.

"now we are talking, come at me".

even as they rushed towards Dirius with madness in their eyes, he still easily suppresses all of them and beats them to stupor. Technically that was the greatest beating they have ever had in their life.

Leaving them all five of them beaten on the floor he went toward the boy who had long gotten up from his former position and is standing a distance from the event with a little girl whose eyes looked dead for a little girl.

Seeing his saviour walk towards him the young boy quickly ran to him and bowed down with tears in his eyes

"Thank you sir".

"You welcome, remember that what family do" he joked then turn his head to see a little girl looking like who seconds away from death door. "She with you".

A little startled replied "yes" still with his head bent.

"Take her and come with me ". Dirius said as he directed him to the tavern .

Quickly placing the girl on his back he followed his saviour to a small shabby looking tavern.

The tavern looked like a small beer parlor where they sell drinks mostly beer and food. It was looked a little shabby and the chairs and tables weren't properly arranged. stepping in you could see the wooden floor and walls and it reeked of beer. As they entered they immediately walked to the back of the tavern.

"This girl most have really gone through alot she looks like she can live us any minute now, and am pretty sure she got alot of internal injuries too".

"But don't worry I see what I can do".As he said that he wave his hands signaling the waiter to come by.

The waiter was a beautiful young girl who looks to be around eighteen. She had blonde hair and green eyes and her skin was almost flawless she really looks like those beautiful fairies with a touch of delicacy.

The stranger whispered something in her ear that made her face a little red if you look closely she then bowed her head and left.

"So what's your name kid".

"Umm... zyan....... Zyan" he said startled from his thoughts.

"So what are you doing here or sorry i wrong questions you're new here right? So where is your home what happened to it?".

Zyan stared blankly at him recalling those event where very bitter and he would wish to just forget it, forget everything, but he still choosed to tell him everything in the end because if not for this man he would have been dead.

So he clenched his fist and started telling the story.

He was from a mid class home you know not so rich to flaunt money around but also not so poor to not have food on a day to day basis. his dad was a fisherman and his mom was a trader but he nevered complained he was happy never wished for a life of glory like warriors and never looking for adventure or thrill like adventurers he just wanted to live a calm life.

But reality was cruel on a faithful day monsters invaded his small village and caused a massacare never before has he seen anything like that. The village guards and patrol men were easily slaughtered and some ran away, not like they could do anything that could change the outcome, he saw his parents die in his front trying to protect him, so he ran as fast as he could, but he saw a little girl alone in the meham and s*******r crying, her parents must have died because the was blood on her body and a mass of corpse so he ran to help her and they have been going for over a week now at first they meet some stranglers too moving here but after some even they lost them and had to find their own way. no food, no shelter but they still managed to pecivere till now to come to this town. It was their last hope for survival.

"hmm......well you're in gulfing dematour but you are in no way safe yet. After braving the force of the wasteland it would be a pity to die of starvation of just killed for the pleasure of those degenerates".

"in this world the only way to survive is be crazy smart or be crazy strong, or else you will be stepped upon".

"I see people die everyday around here for one reason or another so you have to thank those lucky stars of yours that I intervened, unless you could be a corpse now".

Zayn stared at the man with a Grimm in his heart, after coming all the way here to where he was supposed to find rest and a tiny bit of comfort. He still almost found himself dead how the hell is he going to survive the rest of it, He was deeply troubled by this thought.

"and you not out of the woods yet cause if I know those patrol men I know they won't let you go that easily".

this too brought more worry in Zayn's heart. Feeling depressed and down he suddenly heard a word that lifted up his spirit off the ground.